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Two sevens together like time, indefinite |
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Trying to catch the glass before it falls |
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Without a frown can you turn up the stereo? |
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I wanna play you this old song about love |
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Can eye do that? |
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Did we remember to water the plants today? |
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Eye forgot to look up at the moon because |
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Eye was too busy, said eye was too busy |
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Eye was too busy |
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Looking at you, babe |
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Still it's nice to know that uh, when bodies wear out |
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We can get another |
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What does that one thing have to do with the other one? |
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Eye don't know |
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Eye was just thinking about my mother |
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You know what? |
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Turn the stereo back down |
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Ain't nothing worse than an old worn out love song |
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Tell me do you like my hair this way? |
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Remember all the way back in the day |
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When we would compare who's afro was the roundest |
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Mirrored tiles above the bed |
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Fishing nets and posters all over the walls, oh yeah |
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Sometimes eye just wanna go sit out on the stool |
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And uh, play my guitar |
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Just watch all the, all the cars go by |
